Monday, July 8, 2013

Nobody Knows It But Me by Patrick O'Leary

Nobody Knows it But Me



There's a place that I travel, 

When I want to roam 
And nobody knows it but me. 

The roads don't go there, 
And the signs stay home 
And nobody knows it but me. 

It's far, far away and way, way afar, 
It's over the moon and the sea, 
And wherever you are going, 
That's wherever you are 
And nobody knows it but me. 

-Patrick O'Leary